The Beautiful Hands of a Priest
We need them in life’s early morning,
we need them again at its close;
We feel their warm clasp of true
friendship, we seek them when
tasting life’s woes.
At the altar each day we behold them,
and the hands of a King on his throne
Are not equal to them in their
greatness; their dignity stands all alone;
And when we are tempted and wander
to pathways of shame and of sin,
It’s the hand of a priest will absolve
us- not once, but again and again;
And when we are taking life’s partner,
other hands may prepare us a feast,
But the hand that will bless and unite
us is the beautiful hand of a priest.
God bless them and keep them all holy
for the Host which their fingers caress;
When can a poor sinner do better than
to ask Him to guide thee and bless?
When the hour of death comes upon us
may our courage and strength be increased
By seeing raised over us in blessing the
beautiful hands of a priest!
- Many thanks goes to Father Henry Grodecki who sent me this wonderful Prayer.